(after John Donne)
What greatness did we experience,
what joys did we know
when we were raised in great convenience,
until the sparks of love between us did glow?
If ever sheer loveliness I did see
it was on that great summer’s day
when you first smiled at me,
when every though to you did stray.
Like explorers we had discovered a new continent,
an unknown hemisphere where none had ever been
and we may have seemed impertinent,
about each other overly keen
when we were in love and wandered eye in eye
like Adam and Eve under God’s cobalt-blue sky.
[Reference: “The Good-morrow” by John Donne.]
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